Behind rough surface and wide open dark eyes
There is something you never see, there is something I hide.
There is something I keep on the lawn,
There is something no one can sort
And that is the reason why I’m so easily hurt.
Behind fine smile and no sign of regret
There is a weak heart that never learns to forget.
It remembers all pain, all betrayls and fights.
There is something that sees no more lights.
There is something inside like a small singing bird
And that is the reason why I’m so easily hurt.
They think I am strong, they think I can run the race
But there is something so scared inside of me that I can’t even face.
There is something inside I cannot fight or hide.
There is something... And it prevents me from doing right.
I’m afraid of going forward but life is too short.
And I hate myself for strong people are so easily hurt.
Easily hurt
© Copyright: Step-Child, 2005
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